When you’re in no man’s land
You must wait patiently
You want to see the manifestation
Having the promises, the rehma word
But still more waiting
You see the Lord’s compassionate smile
Through that of a small child
Feeling His caress through the breeze
Still more incomprehensible waiting
Afraid that bitterness will creep in
Fearing you’ll miss the high calling
You wait beyond waiting
You’re still in no man’s land
When suddenly the miracle
Look at what GOD has done!